He started to do this by washing me all over with his wet hands and soap lingering around my breasts and in my lower body and finding my clit he gave ...t some extra rubs to make it stand out more.Then it was my turn to wash him down ,but it did not take me long as there was only one thing that I was interested in rubbing and that was this long hard rock of a prick that I had not let go of since we got in the shower. I started to wank him gently at first bringing his foreskin all the way up. And looked at me with a surprised expression."Shit Coop! You been workin' out? That fuckin' hurt!" He asked, rubbing his sore arm. He looked proud. He protected me from all the bullies through middle and high school, and always bitched at me to toughen up a bit, and it seemed to sink in. I was a far cry from the skinny little nerdy k** with the huge cock I was then.I nodded, and flexed my arm for him to see like a little boy wanting approval from his father. He grabbed my bicep and squeezed.. Watching her work the heavy bag, her muscles straining with each punch, her skin glistening with sweat, I couldn't help getting aroused. After our workouts, we would shower and go back to her place, sometimes just to hang on the sofa, talk with Karen, or watch TV, or more often than not we would head to her bedroom, where we would make love. If Karen was home, it would be tender and sweet; but if we had the place to ourselves, Lisa would dominate me, trying to pound my body right through the. She was fake screaming and pushing her arms against the doorjamb as I had my hands around her waist. “I’ll hire this bounty hunter I know to lock y’all up unless you release me you perv” she chuckled. My only response – “He’s on my side” as I started stroking her inner thighs and slice of heaven with one hand, while moving the other up to one of her unparalleled breasts. She stopped moving, except to stick her ass toward me, and stopped verbalizing except to say “Oh yeah, that’s it, Lord have.